That's tattooed on my rib-cage, cos im hard and that obviously (hurt a bit) but i got it years before the film came out when i was a student. Have you heard it before that ^?
No I hadn't K+R, really good. How about this one, though he didn't know it Yeats wrote it from me to my wife, A Toast Wine comes in at the mouth Love comes in at the eye. That's all we know for truth Before we grow old and die. I lift my glass to my mouth, I look at you and I sigh.
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As much as id love to lie and pretend i get the message in that i cant but thats poetry for you, its personal. for example.... "My time will come, yours too. I'll gladly go before you. I hope you live forever, or maybe we can go together. It would be perfect baby. And I carry this, it's heavy. And I miss you already.." ^^Are lyrics from a cheesy Gnarls Barkley Song called "No time soon" but those words mean a lot to me.
There was a Norse Jack fan called Viking Who's posts were bizzare but quite striking Some thought him quite crazy Like Travis Pickle by Scorsese But many found his weirdness to their liking
I go to sleep, before the devil wakes and I wake up, before the angels take all my worldly desires all my yardsticks of fear all my secrets untold all my motives unclear hangin' down in the fire burnin' them higher won't take them away from here and long after we're gone the light will stay on watched the city ... city of crows watched them fly, watched 'em all flyin' low out above the flood plain just above the dirt road they were hungry as winter, hungry as us not afraid to be flyin', not afraid to be lost and long after we're gone the light will stay on and if you bury me, add three feet to it one for your sorrow, two for your sweat three for the strange things we never forget and long after we're gone the light will stay on and long after we're safe the lights will not fade [video=youtube;LJpjcYqGjhw]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJpjcYqGjhw[/video]
There's a few of us pickles in Heavens Sandwich. A whistling girl Among his flock of sheep Lay breathing backward rest assured Of Elijah and gods birds It will fall to us It will fall to us Inside the home the folk pine grow Where hearts are fire sparks are thrown Is all that glitters This terrible weakness It falls to us It falls to us From his holy hill By his perfect will Through the open eyes Soul tonight His yolk is easy and his burden light Kiss the sun lest he be angry And you perish in the way The rivers of the sky are dry A roll up like a scroll Down below We tend to the forgetting Forgetting what we know The sun slips from your shoulder As you enter in the wood Without thought of thorns Without thought of thorns [video=youtube;wcHgNkWX-pY]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wcHgNkWX-pY[/video]
Old man told me hmm what I didn't know What his son did hmm Can't do that you got to look for where it's worst Jesus Christ is our Lord and you got to strike there Jesus Christ is our Friend Oh la wooptedo that means South Africa Thats allright mama if thats allright with you Lets go back to where it all started hmm don't think I can do that
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